Layton Morris and his brother Mike grew up not knowing what it would be like to live in a normal home. With no running water or electricity in their home, no parents around to protect them, they quickly learned how to survive and depend only on each other. When a tragic accident takes Mike away from Layton, and the only other person that he ever let into his heart walked away from him, leaving his heart shattered, Layton focuses all of his time and energy into the ranch he and his brother dreamed of. He makes a vow to himself to never let love in again. The last thing Layton needed or wanted was more heartache. Whitley Reynolds grew up in a privileged home in upstate New York. When she landed the star football player in high school no one was surprised, not even Whitley. She dreamed of a life with Roger living in New York City and happily followed him there. The first time Roger hit her for arguing with him about a dinner party, she forgave him. The more it happened, the further Whitley withdrew from her friends and family. One fateful day things go to far. Whitley makes a promise to herself and finds the courage to do the one thing she thought sheâd never be able to do. Fleeing with her best friend Courtney, Whitley was determined to put her past behind her and start a new life in the small town of Llano, Texas, where no one would ever find out about her past. Will they both ever learn to trust and love again, or will their pasts come back to haunt them, keeping them both alone andâ¦ Broken.*************************************************************************************************************************************

About The Author

Who is Kelly:

Really I'm just a wife to a wonderful Texas cowboy who has a nack for making me laugh almost daily and supports my crazy ideas and dreams for some unknown reason...he claims it's because he loves me.....so I'll just go with that one! I'm also a mom to an amazing daughter who constantly is asking me to make her something to eat while she has her fingers moving like mad on her cell phone sending out what I'm sure is another very important text message!

Oh...and I like to sit down and write in my spare time!

I live in the Texas hill country and one of my favorite things to do is go for hikes around our property with my second favorite man, Gus....my chocolate lab and my sweet girl Rose, our golden retriever. When I'm not outside helping the hubby haul brush or move rocks or what ever fun chore he has in store for me that day, you will find me inside reading, writing or watching HGTV and soaking in a nice hot bubble bath.....yeah that last one I just made up but it sure does sound nice!!!

The I Remember You Collection combines the two novellas I Remember You and Home Sweet HomeI Remember You

Lance never got over his teenage love despite years of trying to forget her with alcohol, music, and other women.

Samantha dated lots of different guys after Lance, guys most girls would love to have even a chance with. No one can make her happy though; she compares them all to Lance.

Fate brings them together when Lance is in town for some family business. They end up spending a passionate night together but can they be more? Can they finally find their happily ever after?

Home Sweet Home

Things for Lance and Samantha have been picture perfect since they reunited four years ago. They are happily married with a little girl and another baby on the way. Lance's career with the Forbidden Gods is stronger than ever. Samantha has some best selling books to her name and her writing career is taking off.

In just a few short months, that perfect world starts to shatter. Lance has to go on tour without Sam. He has creative differences with management over the band's latest album that have left him frustrated. He suffers loss after loss, not knowing if he can take much more. He turns to alcohol to numb the pain just like he did all those years ago when Sam left him.

Sam tries to be strong for her family when tragedy threatens to pull them apart but when Lance isn't there for her when she needs him the most, she questions everything she ever believed about them and their love.

Lance is lost and hanging by a thread. Can Sam save him? Or is it too late? Will Lance be able to find his way back home?

Contains adult situations and language. Appropriate for ages 18+.

I REMEMBER YOU

Samantha pulled up to the pump at the gas station and got out. As she watched the numbers on the pump, her mind started to wander. She sighed and crossed her arms as she thought about a few weeks ago when sheâd broke up with Jeff, the guy sheâd been seeing for about a year. Whatâs wrong with me? Jeff was a good guy. He was good looking and a successful lawyer. He treated her like a queen. Most girls would kill to date a guy like him. She didnât feel anything with him â no passion or excitement.

The pump clicked as it stopped and Samantha put the gas cover back on. Sheâd forgotten her bottle of water for yoga class, so she ran inside the gas station to get one. She didnât want to be late for class and not get a decent spot, so she trotted inside and grabbed the first bottle she saw from the cooler. She took it to the counter and paid. As she turned to leave, she ran right into someone else approaching the counter and dropped her water on the floor.

âIâm sorry!â She bent down to get her water as the person she ran into did too.

âHello Samantha.â A deep voice filled her ears as the stranger handed her the water. Her heart started pounding. Could it be? She looked up quickly. It was Lance!

âHey Lance. Whatâre you doing here?â She asked nervously. She was surprised to see her old boyfriend at this gas station, let alone in town. He was a successful rock star now and she knew he lived in LA. She tried to casually look him over. Heâd filled out some since theyâd been together. His shaggy blonde hair was cut shorter now and he looked older, more mature. She had to admit he looked good. Time had been very kind to him.

âI had some business to take care of here for Mom,â he replied.

She smiled. Always such a mamaâs boy. âHow is she?â Samantha had always liked his mom. Sheâd always told Lance to treat her better and that the two of them were going to get married some day. Boy did she get that wrong!

âSheâs good. How are you?â He looked down at her with those piercing gray eyes. For a second she wanted to wrap her arms around him like old times. Sheâd never forgotten what his hugs had been like.

âIâm good. Busy writing. My first novel comes out in about a month.â She looked down at her shoes nervously, shaking the thought of his arms around her from her mind.

âThatâs great, Sam,â he said with a smile. âI know how much you always loved to write. Congrats.â</ o:p>

She wasnât sure why his words of approval made her feel so good. She glanced at her phone. She was going to be late for class if she didnât leave soon. âI actually was headed to yoga class so I should probably get going.â She looked back up at him. âIt was good seeing you,â she said softly.

He smiled at her, the corners of his eyes crinkling in the way sheâd always loved. âIt was really good seeing you too. Take care.â

She clutched her phone and water and headed out of the gas station, her heart pounding hard in her ears. Samantha took a shaky breath as she got into her car. Trying to get her bearings, she sat for a minute before starting it. She couldnât believe she saw Lance after all of these years. She didnât think sheâd ever see him again here in town.

Samantha started her car and headed off to class. She was looking forward to yoga. Maybe it would clear the mess in her brain that seeing Lance had created.

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HOME SWEET HOME

Later that night, Samantha was in the bathroom getting ready for bed while Lance was performing his nightly ritual of checking on Emma before coming to bed. She was going to miss these little routines their family had.</ o:p>

She glanced at herself in the mirror. Sheâd managed to slip on the sheer, lacy black teddy Lance had bought her in Vegas when they got married. He had a thing for lingerie despite the fact he couldnât keep it on her for longer than a few minutes. Tonight would probably be no exception.</ o:p>

She turned off the bathroom light and climbed onto their king size bed to wait for him. They had designed their bedroom to be a sanctuary, a place to relax after long months on the road or in LA while he was recording. There was a fireplace and a small sitting area and Lance had to have a big screen TV. There were times when they would get home from LA and theyâd spend days in this room. She loved it, but it would be empty without Lance.</ o:p>

âMustâve worn her out at the park today; sheâs out cold,â Lance said as he walked into the room. He shut the door behind him and his eyes widened when he saw her. âHoly shit, Sam. What are you trying to do to me?â</ o:p>

A shiver went down her spine; the teddy had its desired effect. Lust and desire were written all over Lanceâs face. âOh nothing, just getting ready for bed,â she stated nonchalantly. </ o:p>

âWhat-the- fuck-ever, woman,â he mumbled, pulling his t-shirt over his head and tossing it across the room. He undid his belt and had his jeans and boxers off in record time. He hopped onto the bed by her and pulled her under him. His erection was hard against her thigh. That didnât take long.</ o:p>

âYou know I love that thing on you,â he growled into her ear. âAnd Iâve been semi-hard since earlier this afternoon. Iâm not going to play around right now, Sam. I need to be inside you.â</ o:p>

His words sent a spark of desire straight to her womb. She reached up and cupped his face in her hands, looking deep into his blue eyes. âThen take me, Lance. Make love to me,â she whispered. She didnât need foreplay tonight either; she needed to feel him inside her. She needed to be close to him tonight.</ o:p>

He made a sound deep in his throat and kept his eyes on hers as he thrust inside her. She moaned softly and arched beneath him, savoring the feel of him filling her. She wrapped her legs around him and ran her nails down his back.</ o:p>

They made love the rest of the night, dozing on and off in between sessions. They touched and kissed each other all over, sometimes taking their time, sometimes with a sense of urgency.

Scarlett lives in the Midwest with her family. When she's not busy writing steamy stories, she can be found with her nose in a book, camping, or geocaching with her family. She loves Diet Coke, Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, and 80's hair bands.